"We have no army in the North, no legion to muster at need," Aragorn said sternly.
Boromir was surprised that his needling remark had garnered such a vehement response.
"Annúminas lies abandoned, Fornost has fallen and most of our infrastructure of old is lost, yet we have not given up our fight against Sauron and his forces. And we never will!"
Aragorn rose to his feet in one swift movement and stood towering above Boromir. "Never again claim that none but Gondor's people stand against the Enemy!"
Not waiting for a reply, Aragorn turned and vanished into the greying dawn.*****
A/N: The result of an instant drabble session held in March. My response to the words muster, legion, infrastructure, and imagine (though I forgot imagine).
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